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Porcelain Hearts Burn Slow

Chapter 3 The Ripple

Word Count: 635    |    Released on: 21/06/2025

sky was overcast, the wind brisk, but she didn't feel the cold. Her mind kept circling back

id th

. Anyone could say them.

ut no words came. Everything she felt seemed too big for ink. Hope, hunger, pride

idn't wan

Aidan didn'

ne of his friends said. His laugh wasn't loud,

lockers, pretending t

dn't

't g

't c

laire

wall nearby, a lollipop

ulling the candy out with a pop. "B

inched.

it. I saw the way you looked at him Saturd

s face

kind of cute, honest

nted to

ire was

voice lower now. "Aidan doesn't do... pe

tightened. "

s like gravity-you get close, you fa

king the lollipop again

ng over Lilan with something unre

d away, leavin

see him. Not on purpose. But

late to economics, hair wet fr

estions when directly asked, and even th

him-hungry, hopeful, insecure-an

sday, somet

when she heard footsteps echo behin

da

on

g her

turn again, but her body didn't listen. H

he glanced sid

look. No expres

e saw

saw

h to make her knee

her journal

But he saw me. I know it. I'm not maki

I do wit

slowly, almost absently, she began to sketch his e

ver again, until the pag

e appeared at the c

casually, "same ord

wait for

t l

was sm

offee rag in her han

e and fear twisted togeth

comin

Reyes woul

it kil

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